Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1445 78. I, the pirate god, make money!

   When it comes to dealing with the loa, there is no one in this world more rich than the Zandalari trolls.

Just as the night elf civilization was bound to the wild demigods and druids as friends of nature when it started, the Zandalari civilization, because of its unique "location advantage", took the initial praise in the first emperor Dazar. When the Dara trolls escaped from the plague-tainted Nazmir, the trolls were completely tied to the loa.

   Their connection and worship with Loa predates even the birth of the first elves.

   In other words, the reason why elves can get along so well with the wilderness demigods at birth is because of the "good teaching" of the Zandalari trolls.

   Well, this is another vicious "elves and trolls" joke.

In short, the Zandalari trolls know much more about Loa and the power of Loa than other races in the world, such as the example of the conflict of gods caused by "eating" like Gaboa, they have in the past. It has been dealt with a lot in history.

   As Blake sarcastically, trolls are the most religious group in the world, but they are also the most ruthless pragmatists in the world.

   It is because there are too many large and small Loa, which leads to too many choices for the trolls, and thus there is a situation of chaos.

When in danger, pray to Bwonsamdi not to take him away. Once the danger is lifted, he immediately turns his head and asks Rezan to grant him strength. When he needs to hunt, he runs to Gonk's temple to pray, and he needs to kill others. From time to time, people secretly offered tribute to Shadra.

   In a word, being the **** of trolls is really not easy.

   Just like Akunda, a simple and honest deity who is kind to people, but also encounters a **** priest like Zaraq who tries to backstab him to steal his divine power.

  The name of God Loa, who was killed by his own followers' backstab in history, can't be remembered in a book as thick as a little star's autobiography.

   Therefore, Gaboa's "belief thief" is difficult to appear in other civilizations, but it really caught a lot in the history of trolls.

   "What the **** do you think?"

  On the deck of the Reaper heading towards Risk Bay in the Grizzly Hills, Princess Talanji scrutinized Gaboa's health. Rao is a young princess and a genius shadow hunter, which will also be stunned by Gaboa's "hungry".

   She pouted and said:

   "You didn't know where you got so many elemental powers before, and you used voodoo techniques to refine them into the power to manipulate the storm, probably to lay the foundation for your 'Pirate God' priesthood, which I can understand.

   But then I couldn't understand the extraction of the Prophet Saronya's shadow power.

  The power of that shadow wind snake tends to be defensive and cursed, and it can't compete with your pirate priesthood!

  伱What do you want it for?

   And the poisonous power of Celetus

   Do you want to transfer yourself to the God of Assassins? Or the **** of murder? But this poisonous divine power is only slightly edged by those priests. Don't you guys see if they're right for you before you eat? "

   "Oh, my little princess, don't complain. Do you really think that any troll aspiring to become a **** is like you, and has been taught by Rezan himself since he was a child?

   Those of us 'belief thieves' are all born in the wild. It's good to be able to find two good Loa to extract divine power like me. How can you be qualified to pick and choose! "

  Gaboa is going to be so uncomfortable, how can she be in the mood to answer these strange questions from Princess Talanji?

   He was lying on a stretcher, naked and wearing only a pair of pirate flower pants that had been stretched to the bottom of his thighs.

   His arms, legs and heart and cheeks have been smeared with precious holy ointments and some voodoo material by the troll priests.

   These things can effectively help him to better convert his divine power in the upcoming ascension ceremony.

   "Hey, I said."

  Black stood on the deck of the Reaper in front of the altar being erected by the mummified crew, and he said to Gaboa with a pipe in his mouth:

"Are your 'believers' ready? Don't be embarrassed when no one responds to you. I have also learned about the way of Loa. If you don't have enough faith for you to unite the priesthood, even if you succeed, you will only be a Wait for Loa.

   Just like old Gani, he can only work hard to pick up some priesthood that others despise. "

   "It's all done."

  Gaboa breathed hard, letting the troll priests beside him help him ease the conflict of divine power in his body, he whispered:

   "I've been planning this since my release from Zemlan's fleet.

   I hired a group of proto-tortoises to spread the story of the cursed pirates seven thousand years ago all over the South Seas, but I changed Zemlan's name to mine.

  In this way, every pirate who knows the story of the cursed pirates is my potential believer, and I am not greedy, and I am not trying to be the pirate **** of all races.

   I just need those troll pirates to worship me.

   has been counted before. Although there are not many people, there are still thousands of people. After hearing my call, only one tenth of these people will respond to me. "

   "Hundreds of people?"

  Black rubbed his teeth and said:

   "Isn't that too little? Not enough people from an ordinary little troll clan."

   "No, Captain Gaboa's situation is special."

   Princess Talanji, who was preparing for the divine communication ceremony, interjected and explained in a very professional tone:

   "Lord Black, what do you think he's working so hard to extract two Loa's divine power for? He has enough divine power for him to squander, all he needs is a priesthood of faith cohesion.

   He knew his own shortcomings very well, so he did not try to spread his beliefs on a large scale in the South China Sea. He knew that it was difficult to sincerely dedicate his worship to the profession of pirates, so he chose the safest method. "

   "Yes, Blake."

  Gaboa hummed a few times and said:

   "I only need the hundreds of troll pirates to admit that I am the pirate **** of trolls, that's enough, I can't pin my divinity on the beliefs of mortals, that's the way of a complete evil god.

   There are many people who believe in me, and my divine power is certainly strong.

   But as soon as no one believes in me, I'm screwed. Such gods are not what I want, I will not entrust my existence to the praises of others, I will take the path of genuine Loa.

  Like Bwonsamdi, Akunda, they are powerful beings in themselves, and the beliefs of others just add more clerical realms to them.

   I drained the divine power of both Loa, which was enough to get me close to a powerful being when I crossed the demigod realm. "

"and many more!"

  Blake breathed out a smoke ring, suddenly reached out and rubbed his chin, and said in a strange tone:

   "According to what you said. Then if I want to try to become a Loa, with my current reputation in the endless sea and all of Azeroth"

  The pirates said this conjecture, but no one spoke up.

   Until several seconds later, Gaboa said with intense jealousy:

"To the extent of your notoriety, even if you don't have enough divine power, relying on the number of those who worship you, sing your praises and the beliefs they offer is enough to make you leap to the mighty Loa in an instant. in the ranks.

   But still what I said before.

  Relying on faith to condense priesthood to transform divine power is the way of the evil god, which means that you and your believers will be completely bound together, one will be prosperous, and one will be lost.

  Once all your followers are dead, you are doomed, and you will enter the most horrific frailty, the kind of frailty that comes with loss of faith that you are not even able to control.

   In the end, illusory faith is the most unreliable thing in this world. They can bow down to you because of their strength, and they can abandon you because of their strength.

  Unless you have a whole bunch of die-hards like madmen"

   "But I have!"

   Black blinked and said:

"After I shaped the spiritual leader of mankind into the Lich King, there are still thousands of people in my Uncrowned who will not leave me, and count the loyal subordinates in the undead pirates, making up 20,000 to 30,000 people. Should be more than enough.

  Well, if I reveal my true identity again, and count the citizens of Kul Tiras who are willing to follow me, I suddenly feel that becoming a Loa seems to be a good road. "

   This answer made Gaboa roll his eyes.

   He felt that Blake was deliberately doing Versailles, and the young Princess Talanji felt once again the man's depth.

   Few people can be as calm as Blake after learning the mystery of Loa.

  Imagine how many people would not be tempted if anyone knew that they only needed to go through a ritual to become a believer in God?

   "You wouldn't really want to try Loa's way, would you?"

   Maiev's figure appeared beside Black, and she said to the pirates:

   "You obviously have a better choice."

   "Well, I'm just joking."

  The pirate shook his head and said:

"If I really wanted power that much, I'd already be a loyal follower of Lady Elune, how can I be like me now, the moon **** admits that I'm her chosen one, but I haven't made up my mind to give my faith to me. For Lady Elune.

   So theoretically speaking, I am now an unbeliever who is a chosen man of the Moon God, tsk tsk, this sentence alone is blasphemous enough, enough to make people tremble. "

  Black glanced at the sky and whispered:

   "With a bad voter as deviant as me, Ms. Elune will probably have a hard time."

   "You know it yourself."

   Maiev whispered:

   "During this period of time, Tyrande has been trying to ask me about your situation, and I dare not tell her the truth, for fear that her beliefs will deviate.

   You used to always say that Tyrande was the 'pro-daughter' of the Moon God, but look at it now, who is the 'pro-son' of His Majesty the Moon God? "

   "Hey, is this what you should say at the Moon God Sacrifice?"

  The pirate raised his face and reprimanded:

   "I, who are also the chosen people of Luna, can't hear such blasphemous words! Elbow, come into the house with me! I will give you a good talk about the teachings of our supreme Lady Elune."

"Snapped"

   Maiev punched Black on the waist and scolded:

   "Be normal! You heresy."

   In the strife of these two guys, the Reaper finally came to the sky over Risky Bay.

  This is the outlet of Grizzly Hills. It was originally a seaport for undead pirates, but after being attacked and burned by the Alliance fleet, it was occupied by a group of goblins who came to see the needle during this period of time.

   is a fleet of venture capital firms.

   Those guys rely on the undead pirates and the alliance fleet to attack each other and ignore them. They have already started to build a fort here. It seems that they intend to occupy it for a long time, so as to shape the established facts after the war.

   "Bah, a bunch of bastards!"

  Black stood on the side of the Reaper, looking at several goblin-armed merchant ships docked in the bay below.

   He said fiercely:

   "I'll let my trash-like troll pirate friend kill you all in a while! Dare to occupy my territory, you've really eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's guts."

   "The ceremony begins!"

Just when the goblins below Black complained about their daring, on the deck of the Reaper high above the clouds, Gaboa, who had been subdued by his divine power, was supported by his first mate Harraz and second mate Aspix. Go up to the altar.

   He lay on the altar with difficulty, and Princess Talanji personally held a torch below and ignited the other party's ritual materials below the altar.

   It looks like Gaboa is about to set himself on fire.

   But no.

  These strange blue flames are not burning fuel, but are ignited by the loa power collected by Gaboa to allow him to temporarily connect with the mysterious space where the loa are located.

   This is equivalent to the ceremony of the newly recruited little brother to "worship the pier".

   "Light the fire! Call upon your followers, Gaboa, the pirate **** of trolls!"

   Princess Talanji, the host of the ceremony, called:

   "Gather the priesthood! Show your might to the great spirits of beings, and be examined and accepted by those undead wills!"

"Show your might to the world! Let this sky and this sea acknowledge your dominion over the pirates! Let you be the representative of the marauders, let you be the symbol of the sea of ​​discord, let you be the ruthless their idol!"

After    three calls, Princess Talanji and other Loa priests simultaneously called the Loa gods they served to come down with their will to witness Gaboa's ascension ceremony.

   In the burning of divine power, the **** Gaboa was suspended in the air, and his figure was constantly changing between the two forms of snake and troll.

   He opened his arms as if to shout.

In the far-flung South China Sea, and within the bounds of the Endless Sea, every troll pirate who has heard of Gaboa's name and story, no matter which clan they are from, no matter what they are doing, at this moment, there is a sound of Gaboa in their ears. Boya's call.

   "Pirates! I will be your new god, Captain Gaboa! You have all heard my name, you all know my story, and you will see my power.

  I need your faith to help me gather the priesthood, I need you to call my name to help me become a god!

  Come, pirates, give your faith.

  After this is done, I will bestow my power on you, help you to triumph in every raid, and help you become famous on the endless sea!

  Come and witness my ascension moment! "

Gaboa tried his best to tempt the pirates who heard his voice. The "Trust" he deliberately placed in other fleets in advance was naturally the first to respond. Under the instigation and leadership of those guys, soon There are many troll pirates who offer their own beliefs for this new Loa.

   This is simply unreasonable for pirates of other races.

   How can you just give your faith as soon as you hear a call?

   But the trolls have their own national conditions here. The trolls who have coexisted with Loa since childhood knew what to do when they heard the sound.

   And some cunning trolls will be lucky, and there will be another loaka child who can harvest wool in the future.

   In short, the call of Gaboa's followers went very smoothly, and even went too smoothly. He originally estimated that a few hundred people would respond well, but after a few minutes, the number of people who responded to the call exceeded 2,000.

   It seems that this guy Gaboa has a really good reputation in the unique industry of troll pirates.

   And the Loa gods who were called by the Loa priests to "watch the ceremony" were also very face-saving, mainly Princess Talanji presided over the ceremony and called the boss of the Loa, Rezan.

   Seeing that Boss Rezan had no opinion on Gaboa's ascension, the other Loa naturally voted "yes" along the way, with Old Bwonsamdi and Old Gani the most enthusiastic.

  The former has "business dealings" with Gaboa, and the latter is for the sake of his good brother Blake.

As a result, at this moment, the sky was raging, and the wind essence collected by Gaboa from the sky wall was quickly converted into his divine power of Loa, and the shadow of the prophet Saronya and Siletus. of poison into it.

  This storm mixed with shadows and toxins rolls in the sky, with divine lightning condensed in it, and the shadow of giant snakes flying around, all of which constitute Gaboa's unique divine power.

   But Black is not interested in these, he is still immersed in the pirate call from Gaboa just now.

   "Good guy, isn't this the 'Qin Shi Huang, make money' routine?"

  Blake squinted his eyes and looked at the triumphant Gaboa, he complained:

"Hey, are you the **** of pirates or the **** of deceit? By the way, are so many people fooled by such a clumsy trap? It seems that if I lose my job in the ever-increasing pirate competition in the future, I will switch careers to engage in fraud. Something is very promising."

   "Hi, Pirate God!"

   Black whistled loudly and shouted to the sky:

   "Show me both hands!"

   "See the goblins below? Kill them!"

   (end of this chapter)